Reunion Bait!!!

My old college is having a reunion in March. I've never been to one before, because I left the college early, without finishing...well...anything...before I left. Nonetheless, some of the faculty there still embraces me, the way you love the bad puppy who won't stop peeing the living room floor. But I've resisted the urge to visit past reunions and reminisce about past fuckups.

Imagine my surprise when I received an email from one of the girls that I lusted after, all through college, forwarding the invite on to me. (An invite that I didn't receive otherwise.) I thought, "Wow. This girl REALLY must want to have sex with me, to be sending me a reunion invite to lure me back to Kentucky."

Then, I saw that it was a mass email, sent to a ton of people, including the elderly father of a good friend of mine. I bet he opened his and thought... "Wow. This girl REALLY must want to have sex with me..."

When I realized that the invitation really was for a reunion and not random sex that had been inspired ten years ago and left wilting since then, I briefly considered actually going back for a visit. To see old teachers and let them tease me about my thinning hair and my increased girth...
And then I thought, "Fuck that. I can stay here and remember college without worrying about a car or airplane tickets or anything like that. I'm not going. And that's FINAL!"

And then I saw in the invitation that the school is running RAGTIME while we are there. As the Spring musical. And we get free tickets to it. And that's only one of my favorite musicals in the world. Which I've never seen.

And now, goddamn it, I am going to this fucking reunion and the only sex I will get out of it, will be that which I give myself in the hotel shower. I might avoid this girl, out of childish spite, as punishment for her having done absolutely nothing wrong. That'll serve her right.

Lured into the email by the phantom promise of sex...
Lured back to the college by my old queen instincts and free tickets to a musical...

What happened to sexy, rock and roll, dope-smoking, college aged me?
Where did that guy go?

Flipping Hell,
COB out...